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    Immediately afterwards, many powerful disciples who fell into the loser group due to unfavorable grouping jumped out.  They were all ranked in the top 50 last time. This time they fell into the loser group. It can only be said that they were unlucky.  After repeated challenges, 13 of the 20 battles were successful, and the members of the winning group were constantly changing.  Until now, no one has jumped out and chosen to challenge Tang Xuan.  He has proven his strength by defeating Tan She. To challenge Tang Xuan, he must at least have the strength to defeat Tan She. It is very unlikely that such a strong person will fall into the loser group.  As time goes by, the challenger¡¯s winning rate is getting lower and lower.  The strength almost fell into the loser group, and none of the remaining were provoked.  "Tang Xuan, I want to challenge you!" There are still some people who don't believe in evil. During the forty-seventh battle, a disciple with a sinister face jumped out. This man's name was Zhu Rong, who also practiced a body-training technique.  He was the disciple who ranked fifty-second last time, and he was best at fighting hard with force.  Tang Xuan, who was called, jumped onto the ring with a calm expression.  Zhu Rong roared, and his flesh and blood swelled up like a balloon. His body was already two heads taller than Tang Xuan, but now he looked more like a mountain of flesh.  With one foot, the ground of the arena was cracked. Zhu Rong flew into the air, holding his knees with his hands. The mountain of meat turned into a giant meat ball, spinning towards Tang Xuan at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.  Taking a step diagonally, Tang Xuan disappeared from Zhu Rong's sight like a ghost. Tang Xuan spun half a circle and swept the back of the meatball with a powerful whip. The uncastrated meatball seemed like a cannonball.  It hit the wall of the elder's platform hard.  Boom!  After the loud noise, half of Zhu Rong's body was embedded in the wall.  A network of cracks spread.  Poof!  Many spectators laughed out loud. Zhu Rong¡¯s tricks were quite funny to begin with, but he didn¡¯t expect that he would lose in such a unique way.  Two sect deacons came out and reluctantly pulled the semi-conscious Zhu Rong out of the wall and carried him down for treatment.  Those disciples who participated in the Top 100 Battle could not laugh.  Only they can see the terrifying power of Zhu Rong's blow. They have to avoid Zhu Rong's impact by a hair and easily kick the opponent unconscious with such vision, skill and strength.  Everything needs to be top-notch.  Tang Xuan's fear rose to another level in their minds.  In the following challenge, no disciple will challenge Tang Xuan without overestimating his or her abilities.  A total of sixty-eight battles have ended, and all the disciples, including the losers who fell midway, have completed the challenge.  The fifty people in the winner group were born, and they were also the top fifty in this competition.  Rested for half an hour.  The Great Elder announced the start of the ranking battle.  The top fifty and the bottom fifty each occupied a ring and started fighting.  The latter obviously attracted very few people.  The real excitement is all in the first fifty rounds.  Fifty disciples.  Everyone has to compete against each other. The rules are similar to the points competition. The only difference is that the intensity of the battle is several times greater.  As long as there are less than twenty games in the points competition, each disciple has to fight in forty-nine games in the qualifying competition, and all of his opponents are from the top fifty sects. Their strength is not the same as the opponents in the points competition.  Clang!  Bang!  laugh!  In the arena, two of the fifty strongest disciples of the sect were fighting fiercely.  One of them ranked thirty-one last year, and the other ranked thirty-three last year. One uses a knife, and the other uses a palm. Their strength is not much different. They have fought against each other before, so the fight was extremely fierce. Killing moves fell out, and they fought until they reached a hundred moves.  Outside, the palm-wielding disciple suddenly used a powerful palm technique, knocking away the knife-wielding disciple. He himself turned pale, and his steps were sloppy. It was obvious that his true energy was greatly damaged. He immediately took out the sword after jumping off the ring.  The Qi Restoration Pill speeds up the recovery of Qi.  The battles continued one after another. Not long after, the sect's deacon shouted: "Next fight, Yu Ruochen, Wang Kun." Yu Ruochen, who was sitting next to Tang Xuan, stood up.  "Senior sister, come on." Tang Xuan's voice came.  Yu Ruochen gave him a smile and walked onto the stage with a calm expression.  Wang Kun is known as the Crazy Demon Stick. Surprisingly, he is not ferocious in appearance, but a rather handsome young man, dragging a long black stick backwards in his hand.  In the last Top 100, Yu Ruochen was ranked 67th, and Crazy Stick Wang Kun was ranked 37th. The two were several levels behind in strength. Most people were optimistic about Wang Kun in this match, but Tang Xuan¡¯s views were different from those of most people.  Differently, Yu Ruochen has not revealed his true strength so far.  Boom!  As soon as the handsome-looking Wang Kun took action, his momentum immediately changed, and the shadows of the sticks were heavy, like overwhelming mountains and seas, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and there was only the terrifying sound of the whining wind all around.  "Madman!" The audience cursed secretly, and at the same time felt sorry for Yu Ruochen.?A handful of cold sweat.  As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, Yu Ruochen's figure was like a faint cloud, and all the stick shadows fell into the air. With a roar, large pieces of stone debris exploded on the arena. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? With the cold light of the sword, Yu Ruochen's sword did not carry any pyrotechnics and penetrated the stick shadows one after another.  The edge of the sword energy made Wang Kun's expression change slightly, and the iron rod danced like water, forming an indiscriminate defense.  Yu Ruochen danced lightly, like a white butterfly, and the white sword light shuttled around the thick stick shadow. The two seemed to be completely different in magnitude, but it was Wang Kun who couldn't help but retreat. After more than ten steps,  He was pushed to the edge of the ring.  Poof!  The shadow of the stick suddenly disappeared.  Wang Kun stepped out of the ring with half a foot, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. There was a hair-thin sword mark between his eyebrows, and traces of blood seeped out from the surface.  "Senior Brother Wang, I accept the concession!" Yu Ruochen put the sword into its sheath.  ¡°Yu Ruochen wins!¡± the referee shouted.  There was a commotion in the stands.  "It's amazing. Senior Sister Yu defeated Wang Kun easily." "What happened in the battle just now? I didn't even understand how Wang Kun lost?" "I didn't expect Ruochen to become so powerful." Sitting under the ring.  Li Yuncong was startled at first, and then smiled faintly: "Well, only Ruochen like this is more worthy of me." After seeing Yu Ruochen step down, he walked to sit next to Tang Xuan, Li Yuncong's expression changed.  He became extremely gloomy again, staring at Tang Xuan's back, with a murderous intention flowing continuously.  The battle has been uneventful.  I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s intentional or not.  When the sect arranged for the disciples to fight, the giant disciples at the top basically did not meet each other.  "Nineteen games, Tang Xuan, Li Junjie." Seems to add a shot of excitement to the dull battle. Tang Xuan's first battle was against another dark horse, Li Junjie.  The audience in the stands became excited.  Before Tang Xuan and Luo Shengchuan appeared, Li Junjie was originally one of the biggest dark horses. Even the elders were optimistic about his potential. And he did not disappoint the elders' expectations. He became one of the top 100 in the sect within two years of joining, ranking first.  Among the top fifty.  Tang Xuan heard the name.  Take a step.  It landed on the ring twenty meters away.  On the other side, a young man in Tsing Yi also entered the ring. Li Junjie was one year older than Tang Xuan, and he still had a childish look on his face.  "Junior Brother Tang, please give me some advice!" Li Junjie said, cupping his fists.  Tang Xuan also clasped his fists.     next moment.  The two disappeared at the same time.  Li Junjie's movement was like a misty cloud, gathering and dispersing erratically, while Tang Xuan's movement was even more bizarre.  It often creates the illusion that there is only one person on stage.  "Fantasy Cloud Palm!" Don't dare to neglect, Li Junjie's palm and footwork cooperate, the void is distorted, the entire arena seems to be shrouded in clouds, it looks beautiful but has endless murderous intent.  I have to say, a genius is a genius.  "Li Junjie's palm technique is not of a very high level, only intermediate white level, but he surprisingly practiced this palm technique to perfection, creating a cloud-like artistic conception.  Even those who have mastered the advanced white-level palm skills will lose their way in this artistic conception, and their perception will fall into chaos.  There were loud explosions from time to time in the arena.  Occasionally, a red flame can be seen flashing through, tearing open the "clouds".  Most people couldn¡¯t see the reason, they just felt that the scene was very dreamy. Only the elders on the high platform and some of the top 100 disciples saw the clues.  If Tang Xuan's strength really explodes, the phantom cloud artistic conception created by Li Junjie will be destroyed immediately. After all, his artistic conception is not very advanced, and his own strength is very different from Tang Xuan, but this kind of martial arts artistic conception  , this was the first time Tang Xuan met him, so he was happy to see Lie Xin, suppressing his own strength to fight Li Junjie.  After dozens of moves, Tang Xuan almost saw through all the changes in the artistic conception, quickly captured Li Junjie's true form, and punched out.  Li Junjie flew out of the ring.  "Tang Xuansheng!" the sect's deacon shouted.  "Sure enough, Li Junjie, the dark horse, is still worse than Tang Xuan." There were not many people in the stands who were surprised.  A battle round consists of twenty-five games, and everyone will take a turn to play. A total of forty-nine rounds are required to determine the real ranking.  ?This obviously cannot be accomplished in one day.  At the end of the eighth round, the sky darkened. Tang Xuan did not encounter any strong opponents all day, and easily won five rounds in a row. The same was true for Yu Ruochen. After the great elder announced that the qualifying match would continue tomorrow, everyone dispersed.    The next day, qualifying continued.  Tang Xuan, who continues to maintain a winning streak, has already faced three opponents who have admitted defeat. Opponents of other giant disciples have admitted defeat even more. Obviously, high-density and high-intensity competitions have forced many disciples to choose to give up some "must-lose" games.  .  The seventeenth round.  The referee shouted: "Tang Xuan, Bai Xiaobai." After Tang Xuan jumped onto the ring, a young man with a lazy look also jumped onto the ring.  Bai Xiaobai¡¯s reputation is no less than that of some giant-level disciples in the sect. In addition to his neurotic personality, he also has an older brother, Bai Yuxuan.  Bai Xiaobai, who jumped onto the ring, looked Tang Xuan up and down and clicked his tongue repeatedly, wondering what he was sighing for.  Tang Xuan looked at the other party, and actually felt a sense of familiarity, but he was not sure where he had seen the other party.  "Tang Xuan, my light kung fu is not as good as yours, so it's boring to fight. Let's fight three moves together, and whoever falls behind will lose. How about that?" Bai Xiaobai said loudly with a matter-of-fact expression.  There were boos in the stands. As expected, Bai Xiaobai started to make mistakes again. He couldn't compare with the opponent in Qinggong, so he had to force the opponent to fight with him. What kind of logic is this.  "Okay." Surprisingly, Tang Xuan agreed.  ps: The third update seems to be in the early morning again. The weather is too hot and I have been sweating. My writing is very slow!  (To be continued)
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